At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Peng woke up leisurely. I went to bed earlier last night and slept more peacefully, so I woke up earlier than usual.

When he entered the bathroom, he found a pool of water on the ground and couldn't help but frown. Thinking back to last night's dream, it should have been left by the female corpse. He immediately unscrewed the shower and rinsed it several times to avoid contamination.

Brushing his teeth and washing his face, dressing and putting on shoes, Zhang Peng went downstairs and walked into the commissary. Ma Jinglei happened to come out of the kitchen with a small pot of noodle soup, and when she saw Zhang Peng, she was stunned, probably because she didn't expect Zhang Peng to get up so early and not prepare breakfast. Then he put the noodle soup in front of Zhang Peng and said, "Xiaopeng, you eat first." ”

Zhang Peng was embarrassed and postponed, "I'm not hungry." ”

"Then how can it be done...... Ma Jinglei crossed her waist and said angrily, "If you always skip breakfast, you will get kidney disease." ”

"I'll go out to eat." Zhang Peng ran out as if he was fleeing.

"Eh, eh, eh, ......" Ma Jinglei chased out, looked at Zhang Peng's distant figure, and sighed, "This kid ......"

After a while, Zhang Peng left the compound and came to the river. A row of tricycles parked on the embankment with coal stoves and steamers on them is steaming. The vendors shouted, some sold steamed buns, some sold soup noodles and dumplings, some fried fritters, sold soy milk, fried noodles and fried noodles, sold porridge, in short, there were all kinds of things.

Zhang Peng bought a fritter, asked for a cup of soy milk, squatted on the river embankment, looked at the fishing boats coming and going on the river, and ate to his heart's content.

When he went back, Zhang Peng saw a fortune-telling stall on the side of the road. Maybe it was because there were too many strange things he had encountered recently, so he subconsciously stopped. The stall owner was about forty or fifty years old, with a thin body, wearing a dirty Taoist robe, unable to see the original color, and his hair was neatly combed. However, the person looks a little obscene, with a sharp beak and monkey gills, and when he laughs, his eyes, nose and mouth are squeezed together, making him look old and ugly.

Seeing Zhang Peng's curiosity, the old Taoist priest stood up, looked Zhang Peng up and down, his face became more and more solemn, and finally said, "This little brother ......" He paused, "There is a sentence, I don't know if I should say ...... or not."

"Huh?" Zhang Peng looked puzzled.

"I am a teacher of Maoshan orthodoxy, walking the rivers and lakes, slaying demons and demons, hanging pots to help the world......" After blowing a pass, the old Taoist priest changed his words and said, "Poor Dao just watched you ......" He wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a while before continuing, "Yintang is a little black, and there may be a bloody disaster in the near future." ”

After a moment of silence, the old Taoist priest did not wait for the expected bowing and worship, but waited for a good meal. I saw Zhang Peng fly up and kick him on the ass, and he immediately fell and gnawed on the mud.

"I'll go to your hall to blacken, your whole family will go to your hall, I'll go to your blood-light disaster, your whole family will have a blood-light disaster." Zhang Peng kicked and scolded, "I don't ask everywhere, it's on my brother's head, who here doesn't know that my brother is Xiao Dong Zhuo, and I can't afford to provoke it." ”

"Big brother, I was wrong, don't fight, don't fight......" The old Taoist priest rolled on the grass and begged for mercy.

"You'll see it again." Zhang Peng retracted his foot and said.

"The eldest brother Yintang is bright and full of complexion, which is the image of the auspicious star." The old Taoist priest nodded and said with a smile.

"What else?" Zhang Peng asked.

"The purple gas on the top of the head is gathered, and the golden light is shining all around, it will be the emperor and the star who will come to the world, and in time, it will surely achieve great achievements and reign over the world." The old Taoist priest's expression was solemn, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Next time, you have to see it clearly." Zhang Peng said.

"Yes, yes, what the eldest brother said is extremely true." The old Taoist chick nodded like a peck of rice.

Zhang Peng took out a red ticket, threw it on the stall, and said, "This, it should be your bone-setting fee." ”

"This ...... How embarrassing is this......" The old Taoist priest picked up the money and said with a smile while carrying it in his pocket. He was only kicked in the ass twice, and he didn't hurt at all.

"Okay, I'll take it for you." After speaking, Zhang Peng left without looking back.

It didn't take long for Zhang Peng to return to Ma Jinglei's shop. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar figure, sitting by the door drinking soda. He was tall and big, with dark skin and a thin body, but his muscles were bulging and strong, and he belonged to the type of big skeleton and strong. Looking up, he had a wide chin that protruded outward, and his nostrils were facing the sky, and he looked like an ape. This person is Zhang Peng's friend, Ding Dahui, known as the "Red Star Yellow Cover".

"Ouch, Brother Niu, what kind of wind brought you here?" Zhang Peng said happily.

"Just got off work." Ding Dahui sighed, "After more than two weeks of extra classes, I can finally take a break." ”

"Let's go and play games at your house." Zhang Peng said excitedly.

"Will you come back at noon to eat?" Before going out, Ma Jinglei pulled Zhang Peng's sleeve and asked.

"If you don't eat it, we'll get some of it ourselves." After speaking, Zhang Peng left with Lao Niu.

Ding Dahui lives in the east area of the staff dormitory, and his parents bought a new house outside and moved out. He is here alone, with three bedrooms and one living room, and was instigated by Zhang Peng to buy an arcade machine, a projector, three computers, all kinds of entertainment facilities, part-time Internet cafes, arcade halls, and screening halls, everyone loves to go to his house to play.

The only drawback of Ding Dahui's house is that it is on the tenth floor, and it is very fatal to climb nine flights of stairs. Zhang Peng panted into the door, turned on the computer, and beckoned Ding Dahui to play the Three Kingdoms of Heroes. Although Ding Dahui's skills are not good and his reaction is slow, he is honest and sincere, willing to assist, not robbing merit or money, adding blood and blue and being very attentive, and the best teammate in place.

After a while, the two started killing and had a good time.

"Old cow, beat him!" "Okay." "Brother Niu, hurry up and add blood!" "Here we are." "Block it, don't let him come." "How?"

Unconsciously, the two played several games, and at halftime, Zhang Peng went to the bathroom to relieve himself.

"Don't enter the game yet......" Zhang Peng said to Ding Dahui in the room as he pushed the door in.

As soon as he turned his head, there was a red in front of him, and the red gauze skirt was less than half a centimeter from the tip of his nose, and when he looked up, he was black hair, dripping with water.

"Wow!"

Zhang Peng trembled in fright, screamed, and fell backwards.

"Old ...... Lao Niu ......" Zhang Peng's face turned pale, and he rushed into the room with a crawl, pointed to the bathroom outside, and stammered.

"What's wrong?" Ding Dahui asked blankly.

"Wash ...... Bathroom, something. Zhang Peng said in a trembling voice.

"What's that?" Ding Dahui looked dazed.

"Unclean things, hanged man." Zhang Peng said.

"How can there be ghosts in the world, they are all deceitful." Ding Dahui said.

"If there is, it's ...... Right there. Zhang Peng said in a panic, looking in the direction of the bathroom from time to time.

"You've watched too many movies." Ding Dahui said with his nostrils facing the sky, puffing out, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Be careful." Zhang Peng admonished.

He watched the old cow walk into the bathroom, and his heart went up and down. However, the expected exclamation did not materialize. After a few seconds, Ding Dahui walked out and said to him in a rough voice, "What's in there?" ”

"Didn't you?" Zhang Peng asked.

"See for yourself." With that, Ding Dahui turned around and went into the bathroom.

Zhang Peng stepped forward, stood by the door, and looked in.

What catches my eye is an extremely terrifying picture. I saw Ding Dahui standing beside the female corpse in red, completely unresponsive.

"Can't you see?" Zhang Peng's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"What can't be seen, it's such a big place, what else can there be." As he spoke, Ding Dahui also walked to the other side, his arm touched the female corpse and swayed.

"I see you've watched too many movies and have hallucinations." Ding Dahui said.

"Look down, there's water down there." Zhang Peng pointed to the water stains dripping from the female corpse on the ground and said.

Ding Dahui saw it this time, and while saying, "You didn't get it", he picked up the mop at hand and mopped the water stains on the ground. During the whole process, Ding Dahui was unaware even if he was next to the female corpse.

At this time, Zhang Peng was very frightened and took a few steps back. In the blink of an eye, he noticed that the water droplets of the female corpse were wetting Ding Dahui's clothes, and quickly pointed out, "Old Niu, you have water on you." ”

Ding Dahui looked down at the water stains on his clothes, frowned, and said to himself, "How can there be water?" ”

"Look, there's a problem." Zhang Peng stared at the female corpse in the bathroom and said.

Ding Dahui thought for a while and said, "It's just water, what's so strange." He has a characteristic that he can't understand something, so he uses the knowledge he knows to explain, "It must have been accidentally spilled when he drank water." ”

"You haven't drunk water since you walked through the door." Zhang Peng tried to use logic to persuade Ding Dahui, "I got it outside, and now it has evaporated." ”

"What evaporates does not evaporate, and what is not is nothing." Ding Dahui turned his nose to the sky, made a final conclusion, and then said, "By the way, I still have to go to my mother's, you play first, and I'll come back later." After saying that, he went out in a hurry.

Zhang Peng hurriedly followed out, he didn't dare to stay in the house alone. When he got downstairs, Ding Dahui went straight away. Zhang Peng sat on the edge of the flower bed and fell into deep thought.

This ghost didn't dare to go to his house, because he had the golden armor talisman given by his master at home, so he followed him and pestered his friends. Dante Dahui is completely invisible, and his temper is stubborn, so he will definitely not be persuaded. If he brings the golden armor talisman, not to mention whether it will be effective if he tears it off, even if he does, doesn't he have to go home?

It seems that this matter still has to be resolved. Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Chunsheng's number, but Li Chunsheng said that he was helping his family buy goods outside and would not be able to come back until the evening.

There was no way, he had to call Xiao Yunuo's phone.

"Dut...... Honk...... Toot ......"

rang for a long time, but no one answered, and then called, and finally someone answered.

"Hello?" There was a warm and nice voice over there, but it wasn't Xiao Yunuo's.

"Auntie, why is Xiaoyun's mobile phone with you?" Zhang Peng looked confused.

"It's Xiaopeng, my aunt was afraid that it would affect their studies, so she didn't agree to let them take them back to school." Ma Jinglei paused, and then asked, "What's the matter, is there something wrong with Xiaoyun?" ”

"No, it's okay, just ask her about her studies."

For a time, Zhang Peng was cornered. Hanging up the phone and thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea.

Yes, if you have difficulties, find a professional!

Didn't that Taoist priest say that he was Maoshan orthodox?